He'd turned to look at who entered, but he hadn't failed to notice how hastily Utahoshi had turned back to the console. Had anything they'd said been a secret? He couldn't ask now, not with Kisaragi bearing down on them with that grin on his face.

On the other hand, Ryusei dreaded the next time he'd be alone with Utahoshi too much to orchestrate a moment in private in which he could ask. Perhaps a brief moment.... If he could be sure that Utahoshi would know what Ryusei was talking about. There were many reasons Utahoshi might turn away, the most sympathetic of them being that he didn't want to deal with Kisaragi.

He has the worst timing, Ryusei thought as he plastered a fake smile on his face to greet the idiot. Ryusei would have to deal with whatever it was between him and Utahoshi later.